At this time, Bai Ye also happened to search this room, and when he saw the young White Emperor, he asked.

"What's wrong? Did the White Emperor find out?"

The Young White Emperor shook his head and replied, "There are no valuable discoveries. ”

"Really?"

Bai Ye replied lightly, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly found that the black clothes in the hand of the young White Emperor raised his eyebrows.

immediately stepped forward, snatched the black clothes from the young white emperor's hand, and took them in his hand to observe them carefully.

Bai Ye's unnatural reaction naturally attracted the attention of the young White Emperor.

Is there anything wrong with this dress? Why did Bai Ye pay special attention to this black dress? Is it because the black representation is unknown? Or is there some special reason?

The young White Emperor looked at Bai Ye's reaction and was slightly puzzled.

Bai Ye pinched the black clothes on his hands, and the strange figure he remembered the last time he saw outside the villa seemed to be wearing this black clothes.

After that, Bai Ye put the black clothes in his hand back into the closet.

After closing the wardrobe, Bai Ye found transparent glue, sealed the wardrobe with tape, and deliberately drew a very inconspicuous thin line with a pen above the tape.

In this way, if someone really takes clothes from the closet, they will directly break the tape.

Be careful, you may tear the tape and put it back on, so you can know if the position of the tape changes.

As for why not cast a spell directly on your clothes.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, I may be noticed by that thing and give up this dress.

"Let's go. ”

Bai Ye said to the side, the confused young White Emperor.

"Ah~ Let's go!?"

The young White Emperor looked at the wardrobe, puzzled, but didn't ask much.

Then, follow Bai Ye into the next room, which seems to be a study, with two bookshelves, and most of the books on the shelves are some novels.

Bai Ye glanced at the bookshelf, and suddenly said to the young White Emperor on the side, "There is a problem with the bookshelf." ”

"Question?" Hearing this, the young White Emperor turned his gaze to the bookshelf and looked at it.

"What's the problem?"

The first compartment of the bookshelf that Bai Ye pointed to.

The book in the first grid, from left to right, is titled "You xxxxxx", "xxxxx", "xx are xxxx", "xxx will xxxxx", "xxxx dies xxx", "xxxxx in xxx", "xxxxxx this xx".

"It's all weird titles. The young White Emperor frowned and looked at these books, and the titles of the books were strange.

"Haven't found it yet?" said Bai Ye, "In order from left to right, the first book starts with the first word of the title, and then jumps to read a word every other book." Then connect them and try it......"

"You-you-you-will-die-in-this-"

The young White Emperor smiled coldly and said, "It's really creative...... Make this kind of thing to scare us?"

When he had finished speaking, he pulled out a book, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it!

"Don't be impulsive," Bai Ye grabbed him and said, "This bookshelf is quite mysterious." ”

Then, Bai Ye crouched down and picked up the book, shuffling the order of the books on the shelf, and after that, leaving the room.

After they left, a strange black shadow emerged from the bookshelf and glanced in the direction they had left.

With a weird smile and a wave of his hand at the bookshelf, the books that had been messed up by the white night returned to their original order after a while.

Later, it was re-submerged in the shelves.

Next, when inspecting the room, Bai Ye deliberately noticed that there were no new black clothes in the closet, but it seemed that there was only one black clothes.

After searching all the rooms, the two returned to the living room.

In the white night, with a flick of his right hand, a silver light flashed, and the plaster on the ground was like fragments, and reappeared.

The young White Emperor looked at the plaster statue fragments full of them, and suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

Holding his head with his right hand, he pretended to be dizzy, and said, "Xiao Yeye, I can't do it, my head is so dizzy, I'll go back to the room to rest first." ”

As he spoke, the young White Emperor staggered towards the room.

"You, give, I, come back!"

Bai Ye reached out and grabbed the placket of the young White Emperor's clothes and dragged him back.

With an unkind face, he stared at the young White Emperor and said, "Don't pretend to be dizzy here, go and follow me to the puzzle." ”

As he spoke, Bai Ye dragged the young White Emperor towards the pile of broken plaster statues.

"Oh!NO~"

The young White Emperor called out unwillingly.

White Night ignored it and continued to walk towards the pile of broken plaster statues, and at this moment......

As far as the eye could see, the white night turned into a blood-red again!

Bai Ye only felt a strong feeling of dizziness coming, and his body seemed to be unable to support it and was about to faint.

He wanted to turn back, but the strange gaze seemed to completely restrain his body.

Immediately, Bai Ye suddenly felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist from behind!

This made Bai Ye stunned, and he suddenly came to his senses, and his spiritual power surged and he broke free from the shackles on his body at once.

He turned his head sharply and looked towards his waist, but there was nothing.

The young White Emperor behind him looked at him inexplicably.

Bai Ye's face suddenly became solemn, and he asked the young White Emperor.

"Did you do something just now?"

The young White Emperor looked at Bai Ye blankly, and said, "No, I was dragged by you just now, what can I do?"

"Really?"

Bai Ye stared at the young White Emperor for a long time, confirming that he should not be lying.

So what's just that?

........

At this time, on the other side of the villa, the phantom demon was also carefully searching in the villa.

"Heavenly Demon Weapon, where the hell is it?"

In the hallway, the phantom muttered dissatisfiedly, and every few steps the phantom had to look back behind him.

In fact, from the beginning, the phantom had always had the feeling of being followed, but when he looked back, he didn't find anything.

After walking through two windows in succession, suddenly an illusory figure flashed in front of the phantom's eyes.

The phantom demon hurriedly chased after him, and the illusory figure suddenly disappeared after flying into a corner.

There are no other forks in front of the corner, only a floor-to-ceiling window.

The phantom came to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled the curtain open halfway, and a large amount of bright moonlight poured in through the window.

The phantom demon looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, frowned slightly, and did not find an illusory figure.

The phantom looked back, and then, he was stunned.

I saw that next to the floor of the window, there was a liquid like blood that slowly seeped out of it.

"What is this......"

The phantom was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but help him go down, dip his fingers in some unknown liquid, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed.

A faint smell of blood wafted into the nasal cavity.

"Is it blood......"

Just as the phantom was observing the blood surging on the ground, the blood-colored liquid that kept oozing out of the window began to spread silently on the ground at this moment, and a figure could be faintly seen, squirming on it!

Faintly I could see that there was an unclear outline in the blood water.

What's that?

Immediately, the blood under the phantom's feet began to surge.

A blood-colored figure slowly emerged from it.

"What the hell!"

The phantom, looking at the blood shadow that appeared in front of him, directly hit the left hook and swung it out.

The phantom fist sank directly into the body of the blood shadow, and the phantom demon's expression changed slightly.

Wanting to withdraw his fist, the blood shadow in front of him suddenly shot out, and it changed for a while, turning into a blood-colored liquid and directly enveloping the phantom.

A feeling of drowning came, and the magic power around the phantom demon surged, directly blasting away the blood that wrapped him.

Bright red blood splattered everywhere, and then the blood disappeared eerily.

The illusion looked at the restored aisle and wondered.

"Is it an illusion, or is it a ......"

The phantom turned around and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, it was just an ordinary floor-to-ceiling window, emitting a glimmer of light under the moonlight.

The phantom examined the window again, but found nothing out of it.

At the same time, the two of them were also struggling among the plaster fragments all over the ground.......

"No, White Emperor, it's obviously wrong for you to fight so hard. ”

"No, Xiao Yeye, you misspelled it again. ”

.......

Time passed minute by minute, but the two still made no progress.